The beach is hard and flat

The beach is hard and flat as a road
sand gnats gnaw at me
the sea looks curdled
bleak, the scene is bleak
or my mood is
i start to write
wanting to tell today's truth
however gloomy
but the light
o the light is
soft as a fresh pearl
I follow it up and up
to a flock of terns
smiling down at me
I smile back
a toothsome grin
and walk home
through dragonflies and cicada calls
lighter.